Falling for the Billionaire Wolf
Blood Moon Brotherhood #1
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When Jessa Talbot’s boss offered her a promotion, she agreed—no questions asked. Her family needed the money, but fighting the attraction she feels for her brooding employer is tough. Worse, she instantly bonds with his infant son she’s caring for. But this is a temporary solution and she can’t get attached to either of them.
Finnegan Dean is cursed. He’s a nicely dressed monster, the wolf inside always looking for a way out. But there are two things he and his wolf agree on. They must protect baby Oscar and Jessa—his mate. While the wolf hungers to seal their bond, Finn fights the instinct. After all, if he really cares for her, he’d never doom her to the life he lives.
Nothing eased his wolf like holding her. The wolf would be happy to stay that way––until he wanted her again.
“I can’t move,” she gasped.
“Then don’t,” he murmured, pressing a kiss against her forehead.
She relaxed then, her breathing slowly easing as his fingers traced the length of her spine. “When will we leave?” she asked.
“Soon,” he answered.
“I miss him,” she said, a completely different type of longing in her voice.
He hugged her close, rolling her beneath him. “Do you want to leave now?”
“I don’t think I can walk,” she answered, looking exhausted—but happy.
“Are you complaining?” he asked, nuzzling her nipple.
“Are you trying to kill me?” she asked.
But all he saw was her nipple, tight and hard and demanding his attention. “You want me.”
She looked at him. “Yes. But I need to see Oscar.”
“Your son?” he asked, watching the love in her smile.
“Then let’s go.” He pushed off the bed, groaning at the vision she made. Her body was flushed, bearing several
patches of darkened skin where he’d sucked too hard too long. And damn, but he’d do it again. Her hair was a mess, and she looked beautiful. “One more time?”
She shook her head, her eyes going wide. “Seriously?”
He looked down at the evidence of his arousal.
She sat up, her hand clasping him—
“Mr. Dean?” Brown called through the door. “You have a phone call.”
Jessa jumped back, burrowing under the covers. Finn laughed. “Coming,” he answered.
Jessa threw a pillow at him. “You take your phone call. I’ll take a shower—”
“What if I like you all sweaty and smelling like me?”
Her cheeks were red, but she looked him in the eye and said, “Then you’ll have to do it again, later.”
He tugged up his boxers. “Deal.”
Sasha is part gypsy. Her passions have always been storytelling, history, romance, and travel. Her first play was written for her Girl Scout troupe. She’s been writing ever since. She loves getting lost in the worlds and characters she creates; even if she frequently forgets to run the dishwasher or wash socks when she’s doing so. Luckily, her four brilliant children and hero-inspiring hubby are super understanding and supportive.
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